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Poem: Aretha By Niyi Osundare

September 17, 2018

There was melody
In that Voice
And memory in its method

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(This short note to the Queen of Soul)

 

Her Voice was her refuge

Her unfailing thunder

In a world suborned by silence

 

There was melody

In that Voice

And memory in its method

 

Tinged, so indelibly, with pain and promise,

That Voice taught a reluctant world

The true spelling of

 

R-E-S-P-E-C-T

 

And the delicate sweetness

Which sometimes springs

From the abyss of adversity

 

But now, alas,

The Songbird is gone

Long live the songs

 

(Pause)

 

Yeah, Sista,

Tell Paul* Ol’ Man River is still rollin’ along

Tell Otis** We [still] got dreams to remember

 

(Pause)

 

Yeah…..

 

 

* Paul Robeson: legendary African American lawyer, star athlete, actor, singer, and civil rights activist. ‘Ol’ Man River’ is one of his most remembered songs.

** Otis Redding: African American singer with a magnificently melodious voice; often called The King of Soul.

 

 

 

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POETRY